The four of you don't have long to wait to find some prey, as soon you catch the scent of something young and tasty..a pair of humans out for a nighttime walk.
For a moment, you slow, wanting to stalk them, or perhaps it was a vestige of your humanity trying to prevent you from becoming a true killer. But truly, what happened next was an inevitability, the mind of the predator inside you just too strong.
The four of you descended upon the pair with ferocity, tearing their throats with a cold efficiency. Their blood sprayed out into your mouth like it was shot from a hose. It tasted like nectar. You and Marsha feasted upon the man, while Lisa and Justine shared the woman.
When you were done, what was left could barely have been recognized as human remains, save for the shredded clothing scraps that were scattered around. You and the bitches let out howls of triumph before returning to the campsite quickly.
What followed was a blood-fueled orgy of werewolf lust as you took each of them in turn under the hunter's moon. Exhausted, you fell to the ground, finally spent, and the four of you piled up next to each other, the girls as drained as you.